Monday morning, got my boots on My checkbook tells me my money is gone Got a little depending on me To her to town at the end of the week find a parking spot so we can reconnect As soon as I get my paycheck
We'll get a chilly cheese dog at the lane I'm a-working on that perfect game Maybe catch a movie my arm goes numb Wrap it around her when the part comes
I may like an old redneck But I'm a roller with a Friday paycheck
Everybody knows I to have a good time I just stay above that poverty line Food on the table, roof head Leave to my young ones When I wind up
You never know what will throw at you next I'm counting down the days my Friday paycheck
Wish I tell the foreman when I'm under the gun this job and shove it son I keep it to myself 'cause I gotta get And dance with my at the end of the day
I'm a-yelling at the band when they're sound check Why don't you give me some cash my p-p-paycheck?
Everybody I like to have a good time I gotta stay above that poverty line Food on the table, roof over Leave to my young ones I wind up dead
You never know what will throw at you next I'm counting down the days till my Friday
Five, four, three, two, one
You never know what life will at you next I'm counting the days till my Friday paycheck
I gotta get my hands on Friday paycheck
Paycheck, paycheck Gots to get that paycheck Paycheck, Friday Gots to get Friday paycheck
Ooh, get that Friday paycheck been waiting on that whistle Waiting on the all day long Friday paycheck, paycheck
Gots to get that paycheck Paycheck, paycheck Gots to get that Friday Paycheck, paycheck